OK, so I am not wont to making consumer recommendations. That being said, I have a consumer recommendation I want to make.

Frozen pizza is one of those weird food areas where you realize the topping are going to, generally, be of low quality, freshness isn’t even an option, and the ending quality is something ranging between aerosol cheese spray and Spam. But then we don’t eat frozen pizza for the pizza of it. It’s more or less a convenience item that fills the gaps between real pizzas. That being said, Barbara and I have occasionally happened upon a frozen pizza that’s a tab bit better than the norm.

Living in the arctic circle surrounding Chicago, one would wonder why we’d even bother to buy freezer fried pizza. After all, with the abundance of some of the best pizza places in the world here, you’d think nothing that ever crossed the gate of the freezer door would cross the gape of our lips. But that is a philosophical question I’ll leave for the mystics and theologians to sort out. All I know is, occasionally we heat up one of those stiff discs.